Nessie

Nessie comes out in the morning mist
If you're lucky you might catch a glimpse

The old man told me so
He caught her in a photograph

Woah, hey-hey
Woah, hey-hey, alright

The sight of her will make you shake
Is she a fish or demon or a snake?

He saw her down at the lonely loch
He swore she a terror to behold

Woah, hey-hey
Woah, hey-hey, alright

The old man's bluff some may claim
Was it a tall tale or a quest for fame?

I heard her teeth were like knives
I saw the red in her eyes
She's angry, a fisherman said
If you get too close, you'll be dead

Nessie comes out in the morning mist
If you're lucky you might catch a glimpse